A Positive Person

Everybody is forever telling me that I'm "such a positive person". That "it's lucky you're so positive!" or that it's "alright for you, because you can always see the positive side". But the truth is, I'm just a person.

I have come to realise that all you can do is to accept the hand you are dealt in life. You don't really have any other choice than to do so, because there are plenty of things in all of our lives that we simply cannot change, no matter how much we might want to.

So then, you can either make the best of those things - or the worst of them.

Now, apparently, I tend to make the best of them quite a lot of the time and this is why I have been branded "Little Miss Sunshine" by the people who surround me. And, don't get me wrong, I am proud of that. I love being the person that others find strength from when they are feeling low. I relish the opportunity to inject a little lightheartedness into a world so full of dark, all-consuming black-holes.

Still, there are also plenty of times when my brain makes just about the very worst of things that it is possible to make.

I think the same can be said of most people.

And, like most people, I tend to hide the down times in a little underground cave, never to be seen by the world at large. After all, a positive person is still a human. As a human, we all need our down times - our times of sadness, frustration, anger, even hatred. These things are within us all - I think the major difference is simply how well someone can control them.

I have always been a great believer in having a good, long cry every now and again. It feels cleansing to the soul in a way that nothing else can quite achieve. However, knowing that others know how sad I am seems to stimulate my sadness to the max. I don't want people to see me in that light. I don't want them to realise how much certain things get to me or just how deep some wounds run. Greeting the ones I love with a smile, on the other hand, makes me smile far more too. Happiness is so wonderfully contagious.

From all of this, the most important thing I have learnt though, is that happiness is also a choice - just as positivity is a conscious decision. Underneath it all, a positive person is nothing more than a person, who practices positivity every single day - who can identify negative energy and never gives up the fight to conquer it.

In some ways, that sounds like a sad reality - we'd all like to believe that some lucky folks are simply born encased in special, positive pixie dust. And yet, to me, it is the most beautiful sentiment in the world. It means there are no "chosen ones". It's not a case of, you've got it or you haven't. Instead, it's always up for grabs... To anyone, at any time! Certain people may be more inclined towards it than others, but it is never impossible to be a positive person and you can decide to be one literally whenever you want.

The truth is, I love it when people call me a positive person, because it's then that I know my every-day battle is worth it. It's then that I am so thankful to life for forcing me to adopt that attitude - to make the best of every little thing I have and strive to take nothing for granted. It's then that I am proud of myself for not having positivity thrust upon me, but for being strong enough to choose positivity for myself.

Life is so empowering when you come to the liberating realisation that it's all in your hands.